Nasty Girls

In Toys R Us:

Dash: "Ewww, I don't like this girly stuff."

Mom: "Why not?"

Dash, angrily: "BECAUSE IT'S NASTY!"

Home, an hour later:

Dash: "Mom, I need some paper."

Mom: "OK.  What are you making?"

Dash: "A No Girls Allowed sign."

Mom: "I'm a girl."

Dash: "You're a mom."

Mom: "Petunia is a girl."

Dash: "Petunia is a sister."

Mom: "Are Petunia and I allowed in your room even though we're girls?"

Dash, rolling his four year-old eyes: "Mom, you and Petunia aren't girls.  It's the other ones that have to stay out."

Mom: "What other ones?"

Dash: "THE NASTY ONES."

[Mom thinks this could be good, but only if our definitions of "nasty" match!]